From a mental health blog:
1. Give up the luxury of denial. If you are on social security disability for mental illness and have no intention of getting off of it, stop telling professionals and everyone who will listen that you don’t believe in mental illness. Either you are scamming the federal government or you are lying to yourself.
This statement is somewhat out of context. I’m not worried about involuntary commitment, at least not right now, but I am on disability for a “mental illness” that I question. I’m not so sure it’s as black and white as this writer says, but maybe it is.
The problem lies in the definition of mental illness. Some of us must be on disability even if we don’t consider ourselves mentally ill and the only way to get on disability for mental anguish or for having been poisoned by psych drugs is to let one be labeled. I was labeled a long time ago before I knew about all the politics involved. It was all forced on me and 20 years later I was on very high doses of 6 different medications. I was working most of that time. It is the drugs that forced me out of the workforce. I was at the time slurring my words as a result of all the meds. I was a mess.
Now I still have to be on disability. I have to go along with what I was labeled. There is no proof that mental anguish is an illness, a disease. But I suffer and I can’t work. At this point I have been chemically injured. Am I in denial? I don’t deny that I suffer. I don’t deny that I am depressed and fatigued. I do however question whether it’s an illness. That doesn’t take away from all the complexities I live with that people who identify with the term “illness” live with too. My life has been difficult. I believe there are reasons for my depression. Does that make me a denier of illness? It is the illness paradigm that produces stigma. If we see all of us, the whole human race as subject to trauma, suffering, anguish and depression—which we indeed are—then there would be less stigma, no reason to deny pain and good reason to have assistance when unable to function.
So no, I don’t believe I have an illness. There is no test that can prove I have any kind of chemical imbalance or other physical cause for disease. I suffer, I anguish, I am human. If I need some help right now in order to survive I think I deserve it because we all deserve a roof over our head. I can’t work. I’m cheating no one. What needs to be changed is the paradigm in which we operate in which normal human reactions to life are pathologized.
I’m not saying I’m average or usual in how I have reacted to living. But I also don’t believe I’m abnormal. If it is true that 25% of the population suffer from a “mental illness” at some point that is hardly abnormal.
Paradigm shift. Not denial.
The below video courtesy of Jayme at Rayne’s World: